If 5 Bon Jovi fans are killed by a falling tree in a forest and there’s nobody there except me, an axe and the 5 dead Bon Jovi fans but I have an iron clad alibi, will I get away with it? This is the constant worry I have to live with. It’s human nature to worry about those we love so I worry about myself. Although I’m not a mother, I do occasionally worry about non Bon Jovi fans. This guy is not a Bon Jovi fan and his mother was worried about his trip to Detroit so he decided to let her know that it was all good and there was nothing to worry about:
Damn, Detroit looks like fun. Screw the Carnival Cruise. I’m going to Detroit!
I want to go too!
Another unsuspecting tourist duped into taking part in the Urban 5K run.
That sounds like a fun run!
Looks like he found a lot of playmates! Detroit was the first (and maybe) only city I’ve visited where the liquor stores are barred up and you go to a drive-through/walk-up window to purchase. I wanted to run, too!
Seems like a lot of hassle to go to, to get a beer although a challenge I would accept!
I guess his “hoodie” didn’t fool ’em.
It probably only made things worse!